The Golden-Winged Dapeng King is the strongest of the twelve demon kings of the demon clan, and he is also the one who has existed for the longest time. The Golden-winged Roc Bird, also known as Garuda, is the top group of the demon clan. However, the reproduction ability of the Golden-winged Roc clan is too weak, so for 10,000 years, there have never been more than three Golden-winged Roc coexisting.

And this golden-winged Dapeng King, known as the Dark Sun, is the best in the world with the Martial God, the Sword Saint, the Ghost Rulai, and the Demon Lord.

The two peerless powerhouses standing at the pinnacle of the Void Spirit Realm stood on top of the Wild Jedi in Nanchizhou like this, staring at the young monk in the dark, and asked word by word: "Liuchen, do you really want to join forces with my demon clan to attack that demon city together?"

"I'm not as good as hell, and I'm like hell. Let the little monk bear the sin karma of being scolded by thousands of people in this world, and cross your family out of the sea of suffering. ”

The young monk with the name of Liuchen still lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, but his eyes were softly looking at the little grit on the ground.

stared at the monk deadly, as if he wanted to see through the calculations in the heart of this strange monk. After a while, the Golden-winged Dapeng King finally spoke again, the Dapeng King spoke slowly, and his voice was hoarse and low, as if the gold and stone were rubbing, which made people feel creepy when they listened to it.

"Okay, I know that you Liuchen are not a person who speaks for no reason. Since you are willing to help my demon clan get out of this wild land, when our clan sets foot in the mountains and rivers of Middle Earth, he will definitely do his best to help you return to the Lotus Temple and make you the head of the Buddha. Hahahaha, the sky will not die for my clan, after waiting for 10,000 years, it is finally the turn of my clan to prosper. ”

The King of Dapeng then laughed wildly, and his cultivation that shook the past and the present was no longer restrained, and the demonic aura that soared into the sky rose up, rolling up the yellow sand on the ground and flying into the air. The 100,000 demon clans in the entire Southern Chizhou all felt the fierce demonic aura emanating from their king, and south of the 100,000 Great Mountain, the demons were boiling.

And the martial god Feng Xing, who was standing at the head of the town demon city overlooking the four directions, suddenly felt something in his heart and suddenly turned his head. His gaze seemed to penetrate the barrier of the 100,000 mountains and cast himself on the endless yellow sand of Nanchizhou.

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On Penglai Prefecture, Zhuo Yuming spent a month searching all over the mountains and mountains of a state, and visited two sects, but still did not find the bull-headed peak mentioned by the ancestor. Knowing that the mountain peak must be caused by the displacement of mountains and rivers and the change of landform in the future, he had to give up looking for it.

After that, it took another three months, centered on Penglai Prefecture, to explore the depths of the sea within a radius of fifty miles. During this period, I met the sea tribe living in the deep sea many times, and after several wars, although I would not suffer too much loss each time, I also suffered more than ten injuries. After all, in the deep sea, the strong water pressure has many constraints on his movements. Most of those Sea Clan creatures are proficient in water methods, and the combat power they exert in the main battle site is often much stronger than on land. Fortunately, Zhuo Yuming relied on the integration of attack and defense of the Supreme Treasure Hao Heavenly Mirror, and the Shenxiao Thunder Method was also beneficial in the water, so he retreated again and again in the encounters with the Sea Clan.

After three months of searching the sea area on the east and west sides, Zhuo Yuming returned to a mountain stream in Penglai Prefecture again.

There is a thatched hut here, which was built by Zhuo Yuming. After settling in Penglai, Zhuo Yuming passed through this place and felt that the mountains and rivers were beautiful, so he built a hut here. When I go into the sea to explore on weekdays, I come here to recuperate.

Zhuo Yuming walked to the edge of the stream and sat down not far from an old man in black who was fishing with a fishing rod.

"Elder Wang, I'm fishing again. Look at your empty basket, you don't have a lot of fish. ”

This old man surnamed Wang is a local loose cultivator in Penglai Prefecture, and he claims to be a century-old Jindan realm. The cave is not far from this mountain stream, and when you are idle on weekdays, you like to come here to fish and relieve boredom.

After Zhuo Yuming came here to build a hut, he quickly became familiar with this old man.

Every time the old man caught a fish, he would leave three or two to cook the fish soup, and the rest would be thrown back into the stream. Almost every three or five days, Wang Laohan would come here to fish with a bamboo basket and a fishing rod. Sometimes when Zhuo Yuming happens to be back here, he will pull Zhuo Yuming to have two drinks on fish soup. It is said that the spirit fruit wine is also made by the old man himself.

"Oh, boy Chen, you're back. Hell, the old man has been sitting here for an afternoon, and he hasn't even seen a shadow of a fish, and there must be three or five fish hooked at this time on weekdays. ”

Wang Laohan frowned, his eyes fixed on the water.

Zhuo Yuming smiled when he heard this, the monks of the Jindan realm, the divine sense can naturally pass through the water. Today, there is not a single fish under the water of this stream, so where did the fish get the bait? However, he also knew that this old man Wang came here to fish all day long just to cultivate his mind, and as for the amount of fish, he didn't care at all. Fishing is not for fishing, but for refining the Dao heart.

"It seems that Wang Lao is afraid that he will return empty-handed today. After eating Wang Lao's fish so many times, the wine also rubbed a lot, Chen went upstream to catch a few fish and came back, and today he changed to the east under the next, and invited Wang Lao Immortal back. ”

Zhuo Yuming laughed and teased, then got up and flew upstream.

Wang Laohan watched Zhuo Yuming fly away, the smile in his eyes was a little playful, and he said to himself: "This kid has a good temperament, obviously he has been returning in vain for months, but he jokes about me, an old man." The truly valuable treasures in the West Sea have long been included in the Dragon Palace, and this kid has been drilling into the sea all day long, what is he looking for?"

Within a moment, a faint light fell, and it was Zhuo Yuming who turned back.

I saw him carrying three or four fish strung with straw rope in one hand and a handful of wild vegetables in the other.

When Zhuo Yuming was first rescued by Lin Laohan, he also learned how to cook with Lin Laohan in that valley. After returning to the house and cooking grass carp and wild vegetables, after a while, a plate of fish and two plates of wild vegetables were served.

"Elder Wang, come in, the accompaniments have been prepared, just wait for your spirit fruit wine. ”

Wang Laohan heard the greeting, faintly smelled the fragrance of vegetables, answered, threw down the fishing rod, and walked to the hut.

The two sat opposite each other, pushing the cups and changing the lamps, and the fish and dishes on the table were wiped out.

Although cultivators can fast after reaching a certain realm, Zhuo Yuming has been exploring in the deep sea in recent days, and he has been fighting with the Sea Clan repeatedly, and his mental and physical strength has been greatly depleted, so his appetite is also greatly boosted at this time. As for the old man Wang, he was a glutton, and anyone who could get into his mouth between the mountains and rivers was harmed by him.

When they had eaten and drunk, they came to the stream again. One person is fishing with a pole, and one person is sitting cross-legged and overlooking.

"Boy Chen, I didn't expect your skills to be really good. Yes, yes, there are very few people in the mountains who can still cook these days. ”

"I lived in a valley with an old man for a while, and I learned a little bit from that senior. It's not elegant, but it's always enough to fill your stomach. ”

Zhuo Yuming sat by the stream with one hand, looking at the mountain peaks in the distance, chatting with Wang Laohan with a match.

"Chen boy, you haven't been seen all day, aren't you looking for something? The old man has been in Penglai Prefecture for more than two hundred years, and the land is quite familiar. You might as well talk to the old man, and the old man will give you a plan. ”

Wang Laohan saw that Zhuo Yuming was absent-minded, and knew that he must still be worried about what he was looking for, so he opened his mouth to persuade him.

Zhuo Yuming didn't say anything, just smiled and shook his head.

The upper and lower yellow springs are poor, and the two places are gone.